Ba$htin - Reaallly lyrics
[Ba$htin - Reaallly lyrics]
So let me clear it up before I tear it up
Im steady sipping syrup cups
Before I clip the dutch
I grip the clutch fuck automatic
Speakers sending static had it with fanatics
These bitches acting sporadic
Im acting too diplomatic
To be fucking with this rap shit
Im still fucking with the college
Im a money man but I'm still in my habitat
I'm drinking muddy fam
I had like one, two, three, four, five hours
To burn these flowers
Cowards telling white lies
I be snorting them
These vines intertwine with my spine
Sometimes I see divine bitches in my corridor
And foreigners up in Foresters
Im the motherfucking greatest spitter
Like my last bitch
Shit, I'm like a slave to being lit
I spit a razor to your wrist
Hell raiser to the rift
Fucking hazer to these spliffs
That I be smoking i be choking on my bitch
While she be calling me-
Im drowning in these natty lights
I can't take too many bars cause
I'm too scared of heights
I got a pistol to my dome
While bastards read me rights
Thinking I won't clap back
I act back like CKap jab back like whiplash
Throwing all these fucking clips at
Kennedy heavily drink Hennessy
Friends of me got jealousy
They sour that I spit bars
For hours devour the instrumental
My mental could snap this fucking pencil
So Joe Budden better watch out
Cause even after all this crap
He probably thinks I still can't rap
Don't make me come back here and snap back
Im steady sipping syrup cups
Before I clip the dutch
I grip the clutch fuck automatic
Speakers sending static had it with fanatics
These bitches acting sporadic
Im acting too diplomatic
To be fucking with this rap shit
Im still fucking with the college
Im a money man but I'm still in my habitat
I'm drinking muddy fam
I had like one, two, three, four, five hours
To burn these flowers
Cowards telling white lies
I be snorting them
These vines intertwine with my spine
Sometimes I see divine bitches in my corridor
And foreigners up in Foresters
Im the motherfucking greatest spitter
Like my last bitch
Shit, I'm like a slave to being lit
I spit a razor to your wrist
Hell raiser to the rift
Fucking hazer to these spliffs
That I be smoking i be choking on my bitch
While she be calling me-
Im drowning in these natty lights
I can't take too many bars cause
I'm too scared of heights
I got a pistol to my dome
While bastards read me rights
Thinking I won't clap back
I act back like CKap jab back like whiplash
Throwing all these fucking clips at
Kennedy heavily drink Hennessy
Friends of me got jealousy
They sour that I spit bars
For hours devour the instrumental
My mental could snap this fucking pencil
So Joe Budden better watch out
Cause even after all this crap
He probably thinks I still can't rap
Don't make me come back here and snap back